Hey and welcome to the Beatnik cafe where you are welcome to share your poetry and song lyrics that is as hippy, retro and beatnik as it gets! where you will entertain everyone, Anyone can join us for coffee, beer or whatever! hope to see you perform'in here! peace out
Guess I'm the first member...Her I' go with a poem(sorry if my spelling's bad): Let me fly outside mr. Blake You know I'm The Lamb and Tiger in one To the glister of neon particles in crazy mid-european night (Some said that in july nights the moon becomes sharp and furious cuttin through sreamy clouds like a Saracen yatagan diamond sharp and radiant vision of insanity on the shores of hazy boredom) I can call the trippy, piper sound of the night into the edenic corn fields, just with the power of the one who feed us with lust Me-Tiger and a Lamb and my sunny bride,devoted to tears and drunkeness of eternal northern winds Let me fly away, to this graet movie displayed in the aurora borealis cinema of love while my fingers gently touch her hair heavenly river of warm cinnamon... Rio Platte of sublime evenings whene or minds leave for a connection with the pantheistic sky
Nice This is mine: The air was hazy in the peak of the night The music spoke to our restless minds Reckless as our reckless time Ain't it good to be alive? Let it be, we were falling up Never ever coming down Music is fire; we let it burn Thought the wheeels of time would never turn And we knew it would last forever. Said "the dawn is breaking, but we're still here Living out our greatest years." The truth was soon to take it's toll I guess we'd been dreaming all along And a dream can't last forever Sweet Woodstock...
here's one I wrote last year, I don't think it's near my best but it's one of the two I have typed already and I don't feel like typing I've written in my notebook right now. Everyone has died and I am left alone They’ve all become an end to what was truth The morning calls them at a over bearing fake moon They have demised their own fate and replaced with a fake hanging death Will they ever come back? Most likely But by then it will be to late They would have relised their wrong But can do nothing about what they’ve lost Awake and bask
I like it. It was good. To Axl Rose: "Darling, why are you so sad? It's over now; that wasn't so bad." She used to tell you A long time ago When there was nothing else to say And your world was growing cold. "Darling, sorry if he made you cry. Tomorrow will be better; just try to close your eyes." She used to tell you She knew it was a lie When she saw your whole world crumble From the corner of her eye. Hold on Don't give up the fight. Hold on 'Cause it's going to be alright. There'll be love soemday.
here's the other one on my computer...still not my best but I can post it and still be lazy, I’ve killed before Rented a false sense and went wild Created a jewel But the jewel is to be broken at dawn Leaving the net at the morning Striking threw the moon with a power that is unwilling Once more it comes to this And again the dream is lost And the one rembered has become silent
If only we could love We wouldn't need to fight To prove we're right We would have peace. If only we could love There'd be no need for violence And on one would be silenced The bombs would cease. But we're drenched in so much hate The blood we're spilling shows our fate Why can't we learn to love?
I found one more Remember those days where we’d laugh and we’d sing We’d play in the yard And for that moment we all free? The they’d call us in and tell us what to do What to eat and tie our shoes We’d never fight back Were scared and in fear But we went on Because we all had our dreams running out from our heads threw our hair Then we’d go to the building where we had fun And dreamed and dreamed about going to the next one Highschool was cool We thought we would rule Until we saw it sucked As our minds were getting fucked Then we once we got out we wish we could do it again Scared of the world they they instilled in our heads They fucked us all And some of us knew all long While the others they played their games and studied for their grades The rest of us wanted more We will not know what happens here but the bullshit they told us to want we know fear Scared of it all We would’ve never guessed as we ran threw those halls
Damn that rocked. To Jerry Garcia: As we watch you dig your grave We can't help but wonder If you'll ever be the same. As you fall to far to save We can't help but wonder If you've forgotten your own name. Lay down here and rest. We only want what's best. And please remember... We love you nonetheless.
Good Job^ Running through the hazy field Fog is dancing all around The glazed moon is starring down Freedom is the night Give into the temptation Join the night
okay, i'll join in the fun here, i got 2, one i wrote sort of a while ago, and one i wrote sort of recently. the first one is all onomatopoeia, so ya gotta use your imagination, but hopefully if ya can get it to work for ya (however it should), it'll be pretty neat. or, i think so anyways, i likes it, here it is: whistle.... rustle.... whistle.... rustle.... crack.... snap.... sss.... pop.... whistle, chirp, whistle cheep.... woosh whistle.... rustle.... -rdw may 5 06
and now the sort of recent one. i kind of forgot i had written it (haven't looked in my notebook in a while ). anyways, it's another one i'm pleased with... A heavenly wind blows Over me It carries with it an Elegance Of course it breathes Like the fire For it is rapid And tender -rdw sept 14 06
Cool To Axl Rose: Child without a name I know you're not the one to blame Your spirit bears no shame. I can see into your eyes And baby, I don't see no lies Only desperate cries. Did they seal your heart Without a reason why? Still your soul Trade your life for lies? When there's nowhere to go You're not alone. When there's no one to hold You're not alone. I've been there before You're not alone.
Thanks Lets see... They say I'm crazy 'Cause I wanna rock 'n roll. Don't say I'm crazy 'Cause I like it and it never gets old. When there's nothing to do And nothing to loose Get stoned! Hehe I dunno.
Hey! You gentle,peacock-like wilderness i only wish to unfold before your bottlecaps eyes smiling,willingly and beautifull,without purpose at all Once we shall be old and forgotten, dying rock'n'roll angels carried with the stream of vodka away into the whispering,holy night (out of sight) (out of sigh?) Out on tha bona fide fields of the meadow that the wise ones call the wilderness
Damn!Nobody is posting there anymore...Come on people!Maybe this wil shake you up She is looking for a man with January-hands...Equaly enbracing her from both her sides A man with reflective heart in which she can see herself... Heart in which she fixes her make-up and hair... A water-surface,tender and weak heart of mine She is looking for a fool... The ragged rebel, cowboy to happy to grow old... And to sad to stay young... A man who changes from a.m. to p.m. The angel...sainted cold handed cryng rag-doll for her to play with... She is waiting for me...
Dancing round the fire Singing the old tunes Enjoying a Blue Moon or two Skipping between the pillars Everyone join in! There's plenty of room for you. Just let your inhibitions go, at least for this one magical night, Under the blissful starry sky. Pass the bowl around, and enjoy our festivities. Peace and love
chuck a belly here we go... the world awaits for something what it is we don't know but we hope it will be swell for fear of going to hell then as it comes we hide like sheep making no peep scared out of our minds holding each other fighting each other loving each other killing each other while the it has left without our knowledge finally we submerge into the light claiming all that we see untill the day when it comes and cycle begins again
My beautiful muse stares into my eyes Putting me into a trance We lie in silence, enjoying each other's company Holding each other in our arms. The moon bathes us in light beneath the starry sky and a deep black abyss. Meteriotes fly over our heads. The beauty of the night cannot be described with mere words, lying beneath the willow tree by the pond. The rainbow bass leap out of the water, shining in the silver moonlight. This is our life together. Peace and Love